Join Me in Snarkville

It is no secret that I don’t sleep well.  It is also no secret that without a certain amount of sleep, I get crankier than any normal human is willing to put up and often Prince will be forced to push me into my room, lock the door with an order of don’t come out until you’ve slept (or take some PMS drugs — whichever).  Finally, what ranks up there with the travel agent who gets motion sick (yes on ships!) is that time zones kick my butt.  Seriously, three time zones will beat me up, leave me black and blue and not even have the heart to hug me and promise never to do that again. (more…)